"Inuyasha? What are you going to do now?" her question brought him out of his thoughts as she asked her question softly, almost hesitant.
"I'm not sure," he answered with a tired sigh.
"Why don't we look for somewhere that this won't happen again?" she asked him.
"Where ever I go, this will happen," he said with a defeated sigh.
"Maybe we should move to the country. Where there isn't anyone around for miles," she suggested hopefully.
"What do you mean by we?" the hanyou asked with a brow raised as he just noticed.
"Well, you're going to need so help….and I figure…that I could hang around a little longer…" she answered timid as he stared at her oddly.
As they sat around the table, neither of them knew what to say to break the tension silence that had enveloped them. Though they were both determine to gain the upper hand.
"It's too dangerous," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.
"Why?" she asked so innocently.
"Cause you don't understand," he said as he shook his head.
"Then explain it to me," she demanded, not wanting to give up without a fight.
"Being around me will only get you hurt," he said angry at the thought before settling back down to add softly, "Like what happened to Kaede."
"What happened to Kaede wasn't your fault!" she stated seriously
"Yes it is. That is what you're not getting Kagome." Inuyasha snapped at her, but as soon as he saw that she put her head down with a sense of sadness, he continued in a softer tone.
"I don't think that I will be able to handle it if you were to get hurt because of me."
"No one is going to hurt me," she stated as if she knew that that was true.
"How do you know?" he asked softly.
"Because you won't let it," she said.
"But what if I can't protect you?" he questioned.
"Just like you couldn't protect your mother or Kaede," a voice sneered at him, "Pathetic."
'I am not' he thought desperately.
"You are and you know that you are nothing but a pathetic excuse. You should be alone somewhere, where you can't hurt anyone else."
Kagome notice that he had checked out of the conversation. Which wouldn't have bother her, only that he had suddenly seemed so lose and alone. Which made her to had the urge to do everything in her power to help him. Without hesitant, she grabbed his rough hand in her smaller one. And at once, he looked up at her with such confusion.
"Everything will be alright. We will figure away out of this," she said it like it was the truth, like there was hope for him.
"You know there not."
"There's always hope," Kagome said as if she could hear his internal struggle.
He looked at her with fear and conflict. Trying, so hard to not listen to the voices inside his head, but instead focus on her voice that is the light in the darkness. Though it was hard, because he was afraid that if he did hope. Then that hope will disappear. Could he really hope for a better life?
"When is Kaede coming home?" she asked taken charge of the conversation.
"The doctors said that she can come home in a week, if there are no compactions," he answered tiredly as if he expected there to be.
"Then that gives us a week to found out what we are going to do."
"I still don't know what you mean by we. We aren't doing anything…I can't ask you to leave everything you know behind for a complete stranger." he said confused.
"First off, you're not a complete stranger. For some reason I feel as if I know you and have to help you. And secondly, I am not leaving everything I know behind. All I have is my best friend Sango, who is letting me live with her for the time being. So I am free to go where I want." she said.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"A few years ago," she started as she looked away, "My family was in a car crash. A person was to busy talking on the phone, that they didn't see my mother's car. The driver walked away, while my family was rushed to the hospital. My younger brother didn't make it to the hospital and my mother died while on the operating table." Her eyes strain from the tears that she wouldn't let fall.
He was too shock to say anything. How could she have gone through that and still be this happy, loving person. He couldn't formulate where her strength came from. When his mother had died, he had blamed everyone and shut himself off from the world.
"I was little when I lose my mother," he started, feeling it was only right to share a bit of his past with her after she shared hers. "Some people came into our apartment, looking for me. They were there to kill me… But my mother hid me and told me not to come out…" he trailed off not able too continue.
"We are more alike then you know. And I won't give up…Let me talk to Sango. I'm sure we can figure something out." she said with determination.
"Ok," was all he seemed able to say at her resolved.
Well there you have it. Finally another chapter. Sorry it took so long, but I was having a little trouble focusing. But I think I'm back now. And hopefully by the this time next week, I'll have a new chapter to Not Suppose to Be. Hopefully. Hope you enjoy the new chapter and if you could be knid and let me know what you think. Thank you.
Isabella the White Tiger